Cultures what we cultivate the people give it health 
if you say the cultures dying you’re talking about your self 
I’m not about to witness mores tree die up in this jungle 
So I pray I can stay humble as I sit and watch you tumble 
and we can laugh it off … like this barely even happened 
cuz I know the wound is deep for generations it has been 
about the loss and the pain of depravation 
for four hundred years of surviving devastation 
but how long will that short of amount of time define us 
Our historys much longer than a bout with colonizers 
im tongue tied up 
when I hear these words escape 
from the mouths of people born and living in this age 
where we can speak our language and not get taxed or beaten 
do you know what has been sacrificed so we can have our freedom?
we can speak our language and not get taxed or beaten 
there is no reason we should not exercise our freedom 


Cultures what we cultivate // people give it health 
if you say the cultures dying you’re talking about your self 
Cultures what we cultivate // people give it health 
Cultures what we cultivate // people give it health
if you say the cultures dying you’re talking about your self 
Cultures what we cultivate // people give it health 
when you say the cultures dying we just killing ourselves

If we don’t do the work to clear up all the hurt 
we just pass it on to our children who really don’t deserve 
more excuses for the nooses we tie around our selves 
the truth is we can do this our ancestors here to help 
i can hear them crying out people tell me they have seen 
spirits in the form of feathers and grandma's chanting in dreams 
I know this is their message asking us to just believe 
but I am not a priest and definitely not here to preach 
just trying to craft a medicine to set our people free 
from the pain and the piniti we converse with the aniti 
and learn to trust our selves and the signs from i gunifi 
it is not always easy often confronting and painful 
when something tests our faith then we just get more faithful 
and grateful for our saina cause we know they will 
have our backs // and tell us to carry on 
every moment we feel weak we just be getting strong 
Hu Guaiya hao Guåhan yan I islas Marianas 
the future coming towards us is truly beyond what 
we can imagine now / // Na’lå’la’ I Taotao 
Hita sesu kuma’hulo’ kulan Pulan yan Atdao 
Hita I Manmatao ni lumangak i Chaochao 
I Muna’lå’la’la’ i pengga’-ta yan i fino’ håya i hila-hu



Ta na’famta i pengga’-ta ya humolo’ i taotao 
annai ta lå’la’ gi pengga’-ta i chinalek pumaopao

Ta na’famta i pengga’-ta ya humolo’ i taotao 
an ta lå’la’ gi pengga’-ta i chinalek pumaopao
Ta na’famta i pengga’-ta ya humolo’ i taotao 
an ta lå’la’ gi pengga’-ta i chinalek pumaopao


i chose to lose the narrative of loss
so i carefuly dig through the memories buried in the plot 
of land my umbilical is tied to 
as a young kid i knew / until i read books 
with a negative look on my survival 
academic papers filed to 
the aisles of authentic native disappearance 
so i took to the pen with creative adherence 
to the principles of fireworks in my words i learned 
to let the saina guide first as i worked 
i heard voices in the noises so i turned 
to prayer as the process my inner light burned brighter 
to enlighten my search 
im pontan in the cipher emerging from the infinity 
finding a new earth cause forever i have been at sea 
purging all the hurt and in service of the divinity 
my purpose is to surface mistaken for lost memories
the beginning of our people did not quite begin with me  
i am the sprouting seed but my father is the giving tree  
my mother is the earth where my roots have grown so large 
and i listen to her song for as im sailing through the dark 
Charred and battered by the past is one story I could tell 
but the breathe of my ancestors still strongly fills my sails 
Charred and battered by the past is one story I could tell 
but the breathe of my ancestors still strongly fills my sails 

Cultures what we cultivate the people give it health 
we simply live our culture and let spirit heal ourselves 
Cultures what we cultivate the people give it health 
we simply live our culture and let spirit heal ourselves 
Cultures what we cultivate the people give it health 
we simply live our culture and let spirit heal ourselves 
Cultures what we cultivate the people give it health 
we simply live our culture and let spirit heal ourselves 

Cuz we can not afford no more dying in these jungles 
the trees humble witnesses to human power struggles 
and after all thats happened they stand in dignified prayers 
rooted in reciprocating breathe with clean air 
the earth is the only mother that we share 
so we give thanks for everyday that we can be here 
we hear the sweet music of every creatures movement 
breathe deeply with awareness of human induced confusion
let go of the ego and be in tune with natures crooning 
infused in every color shade we take in as we're cruising 

steadily remembering melodies with this net i weave 
sharing whats been shared with me of turtle islands remedies 
cultivating inner peace reveals there are no enemies
emptying my bloodline from poisons from the centipede